"Uh, Doctor?" The Vigilante said as he raised his hands. "You mind having at look at what's out here?" The Doctor stuck his head out the door. "Ah. Romans with guns?"
"Yep. Type 12 S.C.A.R. assault rifles, to be exact."
"Yeah, it's kind of worrying that you know that."
"Not really. I have three." One of the soldiers poked the Vigilante in the ribs with the muzzle of his gun. "Quiet. What galactic quadrant are from?" Both the Doctor and the Vigilante blanched. The Doctor's eyebrows came together. "Uh, what year is it?" The soldier looked at him as if he were crazy, then his face cleared. "Ah, time travellers." The Time Lords blanched again. "You're in the year 74 A.D., In the city of Rome, capital of the Roman-Descart Empire. What species are you? No, wait." He pushed past the Vigilante and looked inside the TARDIS. "Ah, you're Time Lords. Alright." The other soldiers relaxed. "If you visits Customs, they'll give you a more detailed outline of the time. Good day to you." He and the other soldiers turned and marched away. The Vigilante turned to the Doctor. "What. The. Deuce."